The Icky Boys! vs Team Adravendis

Success! Ichor's fangs sunk into the woman's toes, he suddenly became very focused on his attack. A single instinct pushed through his mind. Ichor tried to clamp down and shake. He wanted to tear, to rip, to rend. It was what his teeth were good for. His one-track mind left him very open to the most basic of his weaknesses, being scruffed like a pup (which he was in fact but even now Ichor seemed aware of the fact this would continue on even as he aged but hardly grew). He felt teeth grip the back of his neck and instinct or something else kicked in, his jaw releasing as he was pulled off of the woman's paw.

He grunted, a little puppy grunt of frustration, Ichor's ears pulled back and he dangled from the woman's jaw, so small she could easily lift him off the ground. He tried to tilt his head back to fix the woman with the dirtiest glare he could manage, not that he could even see her face from his vantage point. "Let go!" He said angrily, curling himself tight and then kicking out with his hind legs, up and out hoping to slam his back paws into the woman's lower jaw, force her to let him go, he'd take the fall if it meant escaping his current disadvantaged situation.

Ichor & Viscera vs Cairo & Caelia for Spar
Round 2/2
Age: Under 1 year
Size: Extra small
Build: Light
Mutation 1: Serrated teeth - offensive
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Beginner Intellectual

"Ichor Klein"